ps: Thank you for the reward from the brother of 'Revive the Family Business', Xiao Mo Meida!

"It's comparable to a medium-grade mystery, just right for my ,......"

"Do!"

Ye Xiuwen stared, just wanted to accept the 'Twelve Swords of Cold Light', but he didn't want one of the twelve swords, but in vain a silver light fell and hit the suspended sarcophagus. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sarcophagus shook and hissed, but then it stopped shaking and returned to normal!

This scene made Ye Xiuwen stunned, but then he understood the truth.

These twelve swords are hung here, definitely not for burial, but for hidden mysteries.

According to legend, the body of a warrior is extremely powerful, even after many years of death, it does not decay, and it is very easy to mutate, giving birth to new wisdom.

And this kind of corpse that gave birth to intelligence is called a zombie.

Zombie rumors are not groundless, just like on Death Island, Ye Xiuwen saw a real zombie for the first time.

Zombies feed on blood and resentment for strength. And the more resentful the deceased, the more likely it is that they will transform into zombies after death.

For example, the middle one, the founder of the Tang Gate, 'Tang Zheng', single-handedly established the Tang Gate, which is indispensable.

But he died unexpectedly, and he became a victim in a court infighting. Poisoned, poisoned.

Therefore, after Tang Zheng's death, the resentment did not disperse, formed a climate, and turned into a zombie, if according to the convention, this kind of corpse should be burned and completely burned.

But his credit is great, and no one will bear to burn it, so he hangs the Twelve Swords of Cold Light here and suppresses it!

"Tang Sect Patriarch?"

Thinking of this, Ye Xiuwen lifted the sleeves of his robe, knelt down on his knees, raised his hands above his head and said: "Ancestor Qiqi, disciple 'Ye Xiuwen', kowtow here!" Today, the Tang Sect was destroyed, and the unfilial disciples, with a blood oath, implored the ancestor to go out of the mountain! Long hope Haihan! ……”

Ye Xiuwen kowtowed three times, took out two daggers from his waist, and stabbed himself in the abdomen, and blood splattered on the spot!

"Buzz! Airplanes! ……”

"Empty! Empty! ……”

Ye Xiuwen swore with blood, and it really alarmed the previous sages of the Tang Sect, not to mention the thirty-six hanging coffins hanging in the air, even in the sarcophagus under them, they were all restless.

The Tang Gate was built by them, and at this time the Tang Gate was destroyed, how peaceful they were, one by one, they were restless, attracting the twelve swords of cold light, ringing constantly, humming endlessly!

"Since you sages are willing to go to the battlefield again and fight for the Tang Sect, then the unfilial disciples will be offended! Give it to me! ……”

Ye Xiuwen shouted, his right hand slashed horizontally, and a hurricane was set off, and the hurricane blew over, removing the stone seal, and suddenly the green mist was shrouded!

That's aura, that's the true spirit of the body protector of the previous sages of the Tang Sect!

The aura has not been dispersed for hundreds of years, and it has accumulated in the coffin. And at this time, it will see the light of day again, and it will naturally accumulate steadily.

"Fellow sages of the Tang Sect, come with me! Unfilial disciples, I want to reshape the golden body for you, conquer the battlefield again, and fight for the Tang Sect! ……”

After saying that, Ye Xiuwen kowtowed again, and his body flew up in the air, sending out a golden light. And where the golden light passed, there was the body of a sage, all of which was taken away by the golden mangs and fell into the sacred mountain!

In the Divine Mountain, the golden mangs were made, and countless powerhouses of the Tang Sect fell into the Ten Thousand Furnaces for tempering!

"Close!"

Ye Xiuwen drank again, and the twelve swords of cold light all fell into his hands, and he was driven by Ye Xiuwen's arms!

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ……”

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ……”

The swordsmanship, combined with the twelve swords of cold light, is invincible, just the wind pressure that set off, it instantly crushed the hundred sarcophagi and turned into floating dust in the sky!

"Sure enough, it's a good sword!

Hum! Qingcheng faction, Shenwumen, you wait for Lao Tzu, and when my Taoist soldiers gather, it will be the time for you to die! ……”

Ye Xiuwen's nasal voice was deep, and after receiving the Twelve Swords of Cold Light, he strode towards the depths of the underground palace.

Because the elder of the underground palace said that in the depths of this underground palace, the head of the sect left a piece for him, the treasure of the Tang Sect.

The supreme treasure is a puppet. It is a puppet from the top and bottom of the Tang Sect, and no one can surrender.

Ye Xiuwen also refines puppets, so he knows this way very well, and he can't fuse the clones, there are undoubtedly two kinds.

This first type is that the realm of the puppet is too high, and the warriors of the low realm cannot manipulate the puppet. The second is that the level of the puppet is too high, or the puppet's original god has not completely perished.

This phenomenon is not uncommon, and the rarer the demon beast, the more so.

The demon beast looks dead, but the original spirit is immortal, if you let it go, it is very likely to come back from the dead.

Just like Ye Xiuwen's blood change, that blood change puppet has such a ability.

However, Ye Xiuwen's Shadowless Divine Needle was too domineering, and it directly destroyed its Yuan Shen, otherwise if you want to be possessed, it will inevitably take some twists and turns.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiuwen felt that it was, it must be because the puppet's grade was too high and the primordial spirit was not destroyed, so he prevented others from entering the body.

Otherwise, with the strength of Tang Ming and the others, wouldn't they be able to possess a puppet?

"Whew! Call! ……”

The surging flames rushed towards him, interrupting Ye Xiuwen's thoughts. At this time, Ye Xiuwen had already come to the deepest part of the underground palace.

With the crystal torch in hand, Ye Xiuwen walked unhindered all the way. And this place at this time is the most secret place of the Tang Sect, the 'cage'.

The cage, which was originally used to hold extremely important prisoners, did not want to be at this time, but it ignited a raging flame.

The flames, so fierce that they burned the two huge iron doors into a red, endless flame, and poured out from the cracks!

"Boom! Bang! ”

The crystal light illuminated the two red iron doors, and the roaring sound rang again.

The voice, unusually harsh, as if it had not been opened for many years, and the two iron doors were already rusty.

The sound of rust, accompanied by the rumbling flames, made people feel extremely heavy in their hearts.

That heaviness, like coercion, should be a kind of coercion from the primordial beast.

Of course, this kind of coercion has no effect on Ye Xiuwen. Because at this time, since hitting Ye Xiuwen's body, what will be released will be murderous aura, it will be anger, and it will be endless dead qi!

This aura was simply too powerful, powerful enough to deter that unknown beast.

The breath of the fierce beast was provoked, and the roar became louder and louder, and finally it rushed out of the door, turning into a giant python the size of a train, and rushed straight to Ye Xiuwen to kill!

The flames burned, and the scorching heat of more than 2,000 degrees was really able to scorch ordinary warriors. But Ye Xiuwen, after all, is not an ordinary martial artist, he has a true fire in his body.

And the maximum temperature of the one-yuan true fire can reach more than 4,000 degrees, so there is no comparison at all, Ye Xiuwen just punched out, and completely destroyed this giant python, and then, he strode into the cage!

"Whew! Call! ……”